By Flood and Field 2 (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
They have saddled a hundred milk-white steeds,They have bridled a hundred black.-Old Ballad.'He turned in his saddle, now follow who ...
They have saddled a hundred milk-white steeds,They have bridled a hundred black.-Old Ballad.'He turned in his saddle, now follow who ...
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
Part IVisions in the SmokeRest, and be thankful! On the verge Of the tall cliff rugged and grey,But whose granite ...
Through the lattice rushes the south wind, dense With fumes of the flowery frankincense From hawthorn blossoming thickly; And gold ...
I'll tell you a story; but pass the "jack",And let us make merry to-night, my men.Aye, those were the days ...
Across the trackless seas I go, No matter when or where,And few my future lot will know, And fewer still ...
Two years ago I was thinking On the changes that years bring forth;Now I stand where I then stood drinking ...
Oh! wind that whistles o'er thorns and thistles, Of this fruitful earth like a goblin elf;Why should he labour to ...
Oh, gaily sings the bird! and the wattle-boughs are stirr'd And rustled by the scented breath of spring; Oh, the ...
With short, sharp violent lights made vivid, To the southward far as the sight can roam, Only the swirl of ...
OH, gaily sings the bird! and the wattle-boughs are stirred And rustled by the scented breath of Spring; Oh, the ...
ALL is over! fleet career, Dash of greyhound slipping thongs, Flight of falcon, bound of deer, Mad hoof-thunder in our ...
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